About the Reaper living next door

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"Be careful these two days, you know more about the entertainment industry than I do, those news media cannibalize people and don't spit out their bones." Lin Jiangchen sighed and said, "Young man, life is too difficult..."

"No way," Ke Fu thought of something, seeing Lin Jiangchen's eyes lit up: "Are you going to visit the class?"

Lin Jiangchen was confused: "Me? Visiting class? Why?"

Naturally, Ke Fu couldn't say it was his selfishness, so he turned his attention to Chi Ziang: "Director Chi's play."

Lin Jiangchen didn't follow stars and didn't care about the entertainment industry. Before Chi Ziang was making movies, he didn't think about visiting the set at all. He would at most make a few phone calls to express condolences.

In the end, Ke Fuyi said, as if he didn't have a strong relationship with Chi Ziang if he didn't go.

Lin Jiangchen tentatively asked: "... Is there any night show?"

Asking him to go out during the day is tantamount to asking him to die.

Ke Fu felt that there was something interesting, and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes."

"I'm visiting class Chizi, what are you doing so actively, Mr. Ke, why do I think you have other plans?" Lin Jiangchen pretended to be confused and deliberately teased him.

"Uh, Director Chi's play." Ke Fu found that this sentence can be used in all ways.

It's best to stop molesting in moderation, otherwise it's easy to get burned.Lin Jiangchen knew this truth well, and stopped the topic in time before the atmosphere became normal:

"That's all right, tell me when you finish writing and I'll go again, so that you can bribe two people with a gift, isn't it very smart?"

Ke Fu's mouth was raised, and he praised: "Wise."

Satisfied, Lin Jiangchen picked up the baked toast and ate it piece by piece.

Seeing that he was eating happily, Ke Fu suddenly reminded: "Eat less."

Lin Jiangchen glared at him: "Why, invite people to dinner and not allow them to be full, afraid that I will make you poor?"

Ke Fu shook his head, and slowly left the seat. Lin Jiangchen's mouth was full, and he took a moment to glance at him, and the movement of swallowing suddenly froze.

A piece of cake was pushed in front of him. It was dotted with a circle of strawberries. The decoration was delicate and it was just the right size for two people to share.

...Why is the picture so familiar?

"...you did it?" It doesn't look like it.

"bought."

Lin Jiangchen was puzzled: "Don't you know how to make it? How much is the material cost? This size for two people is very expensive in cake shops, right?"

Ke Fu vaguely said: "Come back and drop by."

Lin Jiangchen asked again: "Why do you think of buying cakes?"

Ke Fu turned his head slightly to avoid the other party's probing eyes, and continued to say vaguely, "Well, I want to eat."

Lin Jiangchen is really strange.

Counting from the first breakfast, Ke Fu has sent him a lot of food, and now it is not surprising that he has rolled out a cake as if by magic. It was the first time I saw the appearance of facing the problem directly.

"No, there is definitely a problem..." Lin Jiangchen showed off the 'tattoo' on his hand in a threatening manner:

"Say it or not."

There was nothing he could do about it, Ke Fu looked at Lin Jiangchen gently and helplessly, fell silent for a while, and said with a dry voice, "Yesterday was my birthday."

Lin Jiangchen stood up abruptly.

Roll back one day, December [-]st.

He opened his mouth dry for a long time, unable to speak, and choked out a sentence: "Why didn't I say it sooner!"

Ke Fu tried to explain: "It was past midnight when I came back."

Moreover, Ke Fu was really uncomfortable yesterday, he was so rushed that he lost the sense of time, and he also forgot about his birthday.It was the other people in the dormitory who were still thinking about it, and the serial call told him to buy a cake after the reception.

Lin Jiangchen was obviously still regretting, whether he was annoyed at the other party or himself for not asking.

"It's not my birthday," Ke Fu said, "I just want to eat with you."

Lin Jiangchen sighed: "What day was it yesterday?"

Ke Fu automatically replied: "One."

Lin Jiangchen continued: "How old are you after your birthday?"

"21."

21 years old... so young...

Lin Jiangchen glanced at the cake, no matter which number of strawberries it was on, he thought for a while: "...then I'll give you my share of strawberries."

Ke Fu's expression relaxed, and he struggled in his heart. He controlled the facial expression that wanted to OOC but didn't control his hands. He still rubbed the top of Lin Jiangchen's golden head back and forth.

Lin Jiangchen wanted to hide, but he probably felt guilty, so he reluctantly let him touch his hands, and his hair was caught like a chicken coop without being blown up.

After finishing the toast in two or three bites, their goal shifted to the cake.

The cake was not big, and using a knife at every turn was a bit like taking off your pants and farting, so the two simply moved closer to face each other, and chatted around a piece of cake.

For some reason, Lin Jiangchen always feels that the ones bought outside are less flavorful than those made by himself, at least the taste is different from Ke Fu's.

The frozen cream will become greasy, and the jam in the interlayer is not delicious enough. Lin Jiangchen tried his best to eat half of his side, and finally couldn't bear the sweet and greasy taste in his mouth, so he put down his fork and surrendered.

Ke Fu looked at him sipping milk and said, "Isn't it delicious?"

"Don't think too much... I'm full." After all, the cakes bought by others, no matter how bad they are, he can't say that they are bad, let alone they are not really bad:

"You should have taken it out earlier, maybe I can eat more decently."

Now with his neck up, Ge You's posture of slumping on the chair is really not elegant.

But the other party prepared so much early in the morning, because he thought he could eat so much...

Lin Jiangchen touched his belly and said, "I want to interview you. What motivates you to have cake and breakfast?"

Ke Fu scratched his head, living up to his expectations: "Forget it before cooking."

"... Oh." Lin Jiangchen rolled his eyes.

Compared to their food intake, Ke Fu and Lin Jiangchen are actually pretty much the same.

Lin Jiangchen was defeated first, with one less person, and his combat power was greatly reduced. At the end of the meal, Ke Fu couldn't stand the thick cream on the outside of the cake, he just wanted to scrape off a layer of cream and eat the inner core.

Ke Fu concluded while eating: "Too tired."

Now that I said it, Lin Jiangchen immediately agreed and agreed: "I agree too much. Next time someone will have a birthday, and if you have free time, you can make it yourself. It is thoughtful and face-saving. It is much more delicious than the ones bought outside."

"Do it together at Christmas?" Ke Fu thought about it, and the nearest holiday is Christmas.

"Oh," Lin Jiangchen was silent for a while, and suddenly held back a smile and said, "I think it's okay. My boss's birthday is on Christmas Eve. I don't know how many thousands or hundreds of years old you are. Take you to his old man's house to congratulate him."

Ke Fu was ashamed: "...or not."

Just thinking about the long gown, the man who was as beautiful as an evildoer smiling at him eeriely, made Ke Fu shudder.

Lin Jiangchen laughed directly for a long time this time.

The two chatted with each other sentence by sentence, and the last few bites of the cake were left.

Lin Jiangchen supported his head to watch him finish the last bite. Ke Fu put down the fork one second, and he rushed to take it the next second, stacked it with his own plate, knife and fork, took the milk and drank it down, Gather a few things together with both hands, lift them up and walk to the cooking table in the kitchen.

Ke Fu was stunned for a moment, and when he understood the other party's intentions, his eyes immediately rolled up again, and the smile couldn't disappear no matter what.

The sound of rushing water became the only sound in the room.

Lin Jiangchen often ordered take-out, and he seldom opened fire at home, so he was very quick to pack things up. Ke Fu looked at his back busy, always feeling like a newlywed, and couldn't help but feel elated.

Thinking of this, he stepped out and walked behind the other party: "I don't like washing dishes."

Lin Jiangchen said to the water: "Coincidentally, I can only wash dishes."

Ke Fu didn't take two steps before Lin Jiangchen noticed it. When the other party approached, Lin Jiangchen wiped the water stains on the plate with his hands, and suddenly remembered the sentence Fu Yao just said, and turned around and joked with the other party:

"How does it feel to hire a bright and competent nanny?"

Ke Fu took the plate he had wiped and put it back to the original place, then said, "It's worth it."

tbc.

40 Is it childish?

So no one told Lin Jiangchen the answer to why Fu Yao was in a bad mood today.

Fu Yao is an ancient mythical beast. He has experienced the vicissitudes of life in the present world. He has seen many great events in the world. There are not many who can make him feel bad. The living Lin Jiangchen has only seen one.

Lin Jiangchen was about to take the time to go to the God of Death Bureau to ask for clarification, when there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Linyun carried this week's medicine, his face was still cold: "Is it convenient?"

Come alive.

Lin Jiangchen muttered: "It's as if you won't come in because it's inconvenient..."

He was often tortured by Jiang Fu and the two together, and he was immune to the torture.

He turned sideways to make room for Jiang Linyun, calculated the time, and said in surprise, "Hey, isn't it a little late this week?"

"Something has delayed it." Jiang Linyun said.

Jiang Linyun's reason was obviously not credible.

People from Taoism are all the same. Jiang Linyun has a deep obsession with time. When the three of them played cards before, Jiang Linyun felt like an NPC in the backstage of Fighting the Landlord.

The same is true for urging Lin Jiangchen to take the medicine. When the medicine will be prepared and when it will be delivered, the time for him to drink the medicine is strictly limited to a few minutes.

This time, it was a full two and a half days late, and there were problems from any angle.

——Such an association is quite exciting.

Lin Jiangchen approached him meanly, trying to get some gossip out of Jiang Linyun's mouth: "Hehehe, are you and the boss again..."

Jiang Linyun turned a blind eye to him, went straight in, stepped on the pair of red slippers that belonged to him, and yelled at Zhongtang, "Fu Yao is a coward!"

Lin Jiangchen: "...I'll go."

Isn't this too straightforward?Does his family have a talisman that leads directly to the Death Bureau?